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Some random thoughts on some stuff that might pop up in media in a world were everyone is in diapers. Dragon Knights (A late 80s fantasy cartoon, think The Black Cauldron and Gummi Bears for animation style. Power Rangers/ Sailor Moon style transforming heroes who save the kingdom from the Monster of the Week.) Princess Celdria smiles as she gets out of her classic four poster bed. She is wearing a pale pink nightgown that reaches just past her hips. She stretches, first up, revealing her wet overnight diaper, (a modern disposable with fantasy designs, anachronistic but Pampers and Disney have had a partnership for decades. The show would go on to be popular enough that the major characters personal designs would be put on the market with the release of Season 2) then to the side, then bending with a few soft grunts. Her diaper expanding past her nightgown. “Pee You, Princess Poopy Pants!” a voice sounds out from her window. Pan to the Scout Master's son, Helvin standing just outside, smirking and leaning on her windowsill. Celdria rolls her eyes, sniffs, and walks over, before pushing him over into a hay bale. His tunic flies up, revealing His own messy diaper. “I just woke up, what's your excuse?” before stalking off “Hey, wait up Princess!” He bounds through the window. “I thought we could hang out today, you'll be so busy this week with your 19th birthday celebrations you'll hardly be able to see my handsome mug!” “It's a good thing my first stop was the royal changing rooms, then.” She mutters under her breath, before opening the door. Outside is her bodyguard, guardswoman Pelia, dressed casually in light leather armor, and a studded leather diaper cover, based on the sag it was just slightly damp, poised to knock, “Oh, Your Highness, I was wondering if you would like to take a picnic near the forest ruins, I rather enjoyed our one last month, and you will be so busy over the next few days… Oh, hello Ruffian.” — Pamper Peekage Plagues Peldrani (Late Night with Megan Clark, after hit fantasy show ‘Wings of Pazori’ has their ‘Starbucks Moment’, a waistband peek of a modern diaper from one of the stars) MC: “Christina Peldrani, one of the stars of hit show ‘Wings of Pazori’ joins us after a peek of her Pampers on the show caused a massive stir in the fan base, Christina, glad to have you on the show.” CP: “Mortified to be here Megan, lol.” MC: “So, is Duchess Morvia secretly a time and dimension traveler, getting her diapers from our time and going back to save Covenios?” CP: “Ugh, no. So we had just got done filming this incredible fight scene, took maybe 12 takes, and I was wearing the standard cloth ‘battle diaper’ costume as were a lot of other characters and extras, went through 3 of those over the takes myself, I think. I knew this meeting scene would only take 2 or 3 takes, and didn't want to give the costume team more laundry, and Pampers have much better odor protection than the cloth costume diapers, so I put on my Pampers. Well I was right, 3 takes, but on my second take my scabbard hit my chair when I did that whole big speech thing. They were nice, wicker chairs and we didn't notice it had knocked out one of the wicker loops or whatever they are, and when I sat down after the speech in the third take that loop caught on my top, just enough for that waistband peek. That scene had no CGI, so the editors only briefly went over it, and happened to miss it. I can tell you it will not be happening again.” MC: “Editors working night and day to make sure no more modern things get through?” CP: “And we are now under contract to be wearing a cloth costume diaper any day we are filming, laundry charged to the studio of course.” She says, pulling her dress up a bit, showing off her costume diaper. — Late Night with Megan Clark logo flashes across the screen, before scenes from a new Horror Movie start playing on screen. A changing table shot, laying down from the back a young woman, 19 or early 20s, is getting her soaked diaper changed by a young man about the same age on a picnic table. “Tim, is this really safe? That creep could still be out there, we shouldn't have gone so far from the others.” She says, squirming. “Oh yes, the Masked Machete Man. Calm down, babe. We are perfectly safe, it was probably just a scarecrow.” He holds up her absolute sodden diaper he had just removed, “Certainly scared the heck out of… Guh…” he was cut off by the machete now sticking out of his chest, woman screams and scrambles off the table as he topples onto it, running away on a shot of her bare butt. Same woman stands, a large stick held as a club in front of her, confronting Slasher. Slasher slices through club with no effort, but also the rope they didn't notice apparently attached to it. Woman smirks, falls on her still bare ass as a puddle spreads around her, a large log swinging over her head to smash into the Slashers chest, knocking them back into a tree. Cut to Studio with Megan and Actress, Mina Farmer, star of Blades Bare MC: So, Mina, that last scene brings the question, did you really go diaperless for most of the filming of Blades Bare, or was there some CG or costumeing trick, keeping you safely padded?” MF: laughs, “I totally went diaperless, I was a bit worried at first, but Mark (Director Mark Calvin) brought up that you wouldn't see any more than you would from a public change, like you see on a beach or in a park every day. After I got over that it was super easy, though by dog rules I think I own the park we filmed in lol! I think the hardest thing was when my character was supposed to be scared and pee. In a diaper, there are a few devices that can simulate going if you don't happen to have to at the time, either a controlled liquid dye pack, or that expanding device, but for that last shot they just had me chug two bottles of water and hope, lol.” — Tv Tropes: Changer Danger When a character leaves their group for a private change, running into the villain in the process. In a comedic work the villain may also be in search of a private change, and they both change before awkwardly leaving, avoiding eye contact. Most more serious works have the villain use this opportunity to injure or kidnap the unfortunate character in need of a change. … Western Animation … Scooby-Doo: Daphne: Oh gods Daphne. Girl, you want in Fred's Pamps, let the man change you! You can tell you are about at the middle of a classic episode when her diaper yellows and/ or expands, you have maybe 2 minutes before she is captured splitting off for a private change. They've all known each other for years, how is she still Change Shy? Shaggy: With the amount, and quality, that man eats, he should need a change at least once an episode, and the stench of his dirty diapers should bring the villains right to his hiding place, but this only happened twice, Twice, in the original series, with the amount of times being able to be counted on your hands in each other series. Velma: with how shy Velma is in everything else, you would think her Change Shyness would rival Daphne's, but Velma has no problem changing around the team or asking side characters to change her. She has only been captured five times during a change across the franchise! Most times by foolishly falling for the civilian identity of the villain.

A psudo Diaper Normalcy story. After hearing that ABU hires exclusively ABDL and my own recent experiments making adult nuggys, (jalapeno and cream cheese stuffed dino nuggys anyone?) I began to think what if an ABDL restaurant opened up near an ABDL diaper factory and the community that might grow out of that. Presented for the approval of the sogg butt society, I call this story... A Seat at the Kids Table. If Morgan could go back in time and tell her younger self what the next five years would bring she doubted she would believe herself. The relatively down to earth 19 year old business student would take one look at the 24 year old in blue and pink pigtails, a skirtall with a pink skull sticking it's tongue out, and a massive soaked diaper sagging just below the skirt line, and probably faint immediately. But when a broke college student hears about a good bartending job opening up she jumps on it, and when the owner asks if she is an ABDL she says yes in the mindset of furiously googling as soon as the interview is done. In hindsight it was pretty obvious, but being a 'normie' she had bought the public line about experimenting with traditionally kids food, which honestly was not a bad niche to fill, they even had a few vanilla regulars who came for just that reason. She almost called to reject the job after her quick research, but she decided she would at least give it a fair try, college was for experimentation after all, and never looked back. So here she was on a Friday night doing what she loved, mixing milks, juices, and liquor to help her babies relax after a hard day of work up at The Factory. A spike of warmth in her already soaked diaper made her think about heading to the changing room, so she called across the dining room, "Courty, can you come play? I need changing!" "Yah sissy," the other girl squeaked, "lemme ring out 7 and I will be over." Figuring it would take about a minute she surveyed her bar and hopped over to the only mommy in the crowd, "make sure none of these babies make a fuss while I'm gone. They're generally well behaved for big kids like me, but Courty is closer to their age and can't handle dem alone." The woman laughed, "you just go get that bum clean, I can handle this. Your not that much bigger than them yourself." "Am too!" And she was, she swears. Her ageplay persona was a bratty 7 year old who refused to potty train, much older than the 1-4 her regulars tended to be. "Are not!" Half the bar chorused back at her. "Am too!" She insisted, stomping her foot for emphasis. That sent a quiver through her gut, and she smirked and bent her knees slightly, "these babies dirty their pants because they don't know any better," she started pushing and grunting, "I dirty mine because I'm Mess-chievous." Half the bar started laughing and the other boo'd her. There was even a shouted "your jokes stink," which she obviously shot back with "so's my diaper, deal wif it." And stuck out her tongue before turning to head to the changing rooms. The changing rooms were centrally located in a hallway that separated the kitchen from the dining room, and there were two others waiting for the girls changer. If she hadn't been messy she probably would have gone back to work and tried again in a half hour, but it was considered rude to be messy in food areas for longer than a few minutes. She almost pulled out her phone to browse, when Tommy stepped out of the boys changer. Tommy was one of the newer Factory regulars, having transfered in as a manager from another location at the beginning of the year, and she would pin his little age at around 3 based on their past interactions. She kind of felt sorry for him, it must be hard being little while also pushing 6 and a half feet and being built like a bear, but also fuck he was hot. He was wearing denim shortalls with bulldozers on them, with a red flannel and trucker hat. He had the kind of 5 o'clock shadow that only comes from meticulous shaving and facial hair that wants none of that. In other words, the perfect blend of AB and lumberjack chic, the two things that got her motor running. She had only seen it once before, about a year ago, on a girl who claimed she was just passing through town. She had even had flannel cloth diapers on, and that had been an interesting experience, wet cloth diapers rubbing hard on wet disposable was definitely something she wanted to feel again. Unfortunately the girl turned out to be an environmentalist who spent a week protesting The Factory, and being generally bitchy to anyone who worked there. It was kind of a sad funny that her plan so totally backfired that no one in the community wore Cloth for three months after she left. Feeling she still could go a bit, and knowing she had about five minutes of wait, Morgan squatted slightly and began to make sure she was empty as Tommy walked over, looking nervous. "Hey little guy. You want to learn to play with the big kids?" She smirked up at him through a grunt, before her thoughts turned to the third changing room, the one for couples to change eachother. She had used it a couple times in similar situations when she really wanted to pick up someone for a one night stand, but for the last five months she hadn't had any. She had enjoyed her time as the 'Bi Baby Bartender on the Bay,' always up for a quick hookup with whatever hotties came into town for one business or the other, but now she wad feeling a bit tired of that. She had had so many wild oats sown her way, she was ready for some oats that were more ready to settle. Maybe roast and age with some nice honey and turn into a fine whiskey. Ok, maybe she was also really looking forward to her shift drink. "Umm, I was wonnering," she could hear a slight hissing, it could have been anyone else in the hall, but based on his face and posture she guessed it was him, was she that intimidating to talk to, he had literally just changed, not that she hadn't warmed up a fresh diap herself from time to time. "Wa... Was wonnering if you was going to Jack's pool potty tomowow?" Morgan grimaced a bit. Jack was a good guy, head of R&D up at The Factory, but no butt that was there would forget the rashes of last year's pool party quickly. For the last few years Jack's big project was disposable swim diapers that actually worked for some capacity. He had hit on the idea of coating the outer surfaces in hydrophobic materials, keeping liquid both in and out of the diaper. All lab tests showed phenomenal results and he had invited a number of volunteers to a pool party as a beta test. What lab tests didn't take into account was the hot July sun beating down on two dozen adult toddlers running around, playing, and most importantly sweating. With the material trapping the sweat beneath it against the skin and the constant movement causing friction the rashes that resulted were legendary. Still Mike, the owner and her direct boss, had pleaded with her to bring the catering and attend as Kids Table management as he and his wife were leaving for a family wedding out of state. "Yah, I'll be there. Someone has to bring the catering. You?" "Yah, umm, well, it might not work if your just working it, but I was wonnering if you wanted to maybe do a Grow Up wif me?" Her eyes widened thoughtfully. A Grow Up was a type of extended date within the community, almost 2 dates in 1. You started with a Little activity, then moved on to a more regular adult date. This allowed you to get to know your prospective paramour's Little and Adult sides at the same time and see if you meshed well with both. She had only ever been on one herself, but this was a perfect opportunity to end her one night stand ways. The woman in front of her entered the changer, so she knew she only had a minute or two to finish this conversation. Giving one last push she grunted, "Yah, actually. I would like that." Feeling empty she relaxed and smiled, "You in any big rush? I am going to do my cash out in an hour and a half. We could sit, talk, have a nuggy platter and a bottle while I do?" "I would like that." He responded as the changer door opened and she walked through. ----- Been super busy buying a house the last few months, and had to replace my phone a little ways back. Was going back over archived files and found 6 in progress stories/ chapters. Hopeing I can remember where I was going with them all so I can post them swiftly.